i saw you looking for a light,
face painted ciggarette white.
you asked the cleanest boy you found,
you couldnt see me turned around.
his fingers stretched across your empty gaze,
that i just can't escape.

(chours)
as the red fades from your wrinkled dress,
a picture of the people you've impressed.
hangs on a wall around here,
visions starts to crawl when I'm near
and the evening waits,
while you get caught up to your own mistakes.
made up of different lines,
I wouldn't want to keep in my mind.

i wondered why you'd come around,
remembering your little girl frown.
your answers kept the crowd at bay,
with complements unwilling to pay.
i had some things id like to say to you,
but they just can't be true.

General CommentThis is such a beautiful song. I love the way he writes about how although she's beautiful, she's losing all that and she'll have to catch up with all the wrong things she has done in her life.